Thursday's crush is a Friday night rush
   And a Monday morning cry
   It's the tail that you keep chasing
   And it gets away every time
  
   New Years Eve and it's hard to believe
   Another Zodiac's gone around
   While you drank yourself high on hoping
   And watched the ceiling spin from the ground
  
   Counting down from ten it's time
   To make your annual prayer
   Secret Santa in the sky
   When will I get my share
  
   Then you tell yourself
   What you want to hear
   Cause you have to believe
   This will be my year
  
   Pound your fist and cross it off your list
   But you know you're not that strong
   When the man at the stop light catches you
   Singing along to a brand new song
  
   Well maybe it's
   Trash or the overnight smash that brings a
   Ship crashing through your wall
   So you can make your grand departure
   From a world getting way too small
  
   One wheel in the ditch another
   Spinning in the air
   Put your pedal down to the floorboards but you're not
   Getting anywhere
  
   Then you tell yourself
   What you want to hear
   Cause you have to believe
   This will be my year